At the densest section of the forest, there is a brief clearing where a steady flow of water streams down the slippery stone staircase. The water here is cool and refreshing. Staircase Falls has been rumoured to be the place where reality is met by magic; where peaceful spirits dwell. They are rumoured to have healing powers that are used to help the desperately hurt, though no one has experienced this, except for, perhaps, Kaive.

Refresh/Reload

JUST ANOTHER ANGRY VOICE.
IP: 69.131.142.157


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It was a rather restless slumber that the huntress found herself dwelling in, — there was a constant intuition that demanded the solider to awaken, a sort of sense that caused a singeing discomfort throughout her bloodstream. Something is wrong. Get up, get up, get up! The strain against this compulsion resulted in her arctics continuously battling to flicker themselves open before immediately falling suit; her consciousness drifting repeatedly where she could only hear the approaching steps through wavered audettes.

Wake up, damn it!, her mind commanded not a minute too soon, — for it was not even a second after the occurrence of the thought that the inked warrior had felt the brush of another. Her body surging awake, she immediately reeled herself away from this companion of hers. Cranium spinning with puzzlement and heated blood sweltering with fury, the woman found her iced hues instantly connecting with the features of this opponent, taking her in, — betraying her for mere moments and expressing her bewilderment before they had narrowed and frozen once more into their usual impassive state. She was only a breath away from lashing out upon the unfamiliar before the woman had opened her trap. Nimhe's visage immediately scrunched in uncertainly once more, although this time she cared little of it, this woman was just bloody mad.

There was no hesitation before the stained huntress had hissed her reply through clenched jowls. "What do you speak of, woman?", the poisonous chill seeped through her lyrics, "What is it that you want of me?"

nimhe .x. of age .x. packless .x. unloved .x. controlled by kyleigh


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